My daughter wanted me by her side every moment of her free time. We were thr best of friends...so I thought. She was proud of all the things I've went through in life because I did it being a depressed person...that was then. We had each others backs and were each others biggest cheerleaders...when did … Continue reading Watching Life Go By As a Depressed Mother
Another day with this dark weight on my very existence. I barely got out of bed at 3 pm and now as the clock inches to nightfall, my bed calls me. If promises me comfort in an otherwise dark world that has given up on me. Sleep offers an escape from pain from loneliness. So … Continue reading Good Night Depression
Depression, thank you very much for invading my life and just taking it over. You are like a mobster that breaks in a house and just starts ripping everything you find. You flip over couches, spray paint over any beautiful paintings you see, break all the beautiful china wear you find. Depression you have robbed … Continue reading What Depression Has Taken From Me
If there would be a law, should it be parenting with depression is prohibited? A child looks at their parents for modeling, for motivation. They have prohibited gay people from adopting, yet wouldn't two loving happy people parent better than a mother who often could not get out of bed, who couldn't find the energy … Continue reading I Am A Mother With Depression
It has been one week that I (ran away from home) to find my brave. I have battled the frigid cold, wind, lived on Ensure for a couple of days. I had to find a thrift store because I packed like it was Summer and silly me, it is still Winter in San Bernardino. But … Continue reading Road Trip To Self Love…Buddhism
"Only I can change my life. No one can do it for me" Carol Burnett "With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts". Eleanor Roosevelt "If you fell down yesterday, stand up today." H.G. Wells "To help yourself, you must be yourself. Be the best that you can be. When you make a … Continue reading Quotes To Move On
What happened to the girl that I was 4 years ago? I was on top of the world, shooting out blogs, feeling empowered, being independent. Four years later I find myself renting a room from my ex. Yeah, I know laugh, I would too if it weren't so darn humiliating. How did it get to … Continue reading When Will You Ever Heal?